Title: Snow

Summary: Mihael loved the winter. The other Arclights, not so much.

Hearing the snow crunch under his feet, Mihael couldn't help a small smile appear on his face.

The winter time was so peaceful. Nobody stayed out long, so the sidewalks were clear, and the glittering of the snow was, well, pretty.

The rest of his family declined joining him, for different reasons. V was busy, IV hated the cold, and Father, no, Tron, had slipped and hurt his ankle.

But Mihael absolutely adored the winter for a whole other reason.

"Mihael, hurry up!"

He hurriedly pulled on his coat and boots and ran after Thomas, who had become impatient and already left to the white wonderland outside.

Chris was waiting as the two stumbled and tripped over the piles and lumps of snow.

It was an Arclight tradition to go out and build a snowman and make snow angels and basically have fun outside in the winter.

And that is just what they did. Who cared that the snowman was misshapen and had one longer arm? Mihael didn't, as he giggled before letting out a gasp as something cold hit him.

Snow dripped from his locks as Thomas stood, grinning and holding a ball of snow.

Forgetting about the snowman, Mihael began throwing snowballs as hard as he could at Thomas, the two waging a war. That all ended as Thomas and Mihael both felt snow slip down their backs, and squealed loudly while Chris laughed.

They turned towards each other, nodded, and lunged at Chris, knocking him off of his feet, and they all ended up as a big mess of snow and limbs.

When they went back inside to warm up, Father was waiting inside with mugs of tea (and chocolate milk for Thomas and Mihael). He chuckled as Mihael shook snow out of his hair, and lifted him up into his arms.

"My snowflakes."

That was what Father had called them. It never mattered what the season, they were unique and wonderful, and he loved them with all his heart.

Now Tron was only focused on revenge, and Chris and Thomas were just as bad. Their family broke.

A tear slipped out as Mihael mourned what was lost.